Shinto Emperor

Chapter 1895 Meeting Yue Mingkong Again

These holy emperors have become dead souls and are sealed here. It is impossible for them to be resurrected or leave.

Because of them, they were bound by the Holy Blood Spear!

But now, Qin Chen had released this bondage.

The souls of the dead are freed, and they can do some things they want to do.

Finding descendants, inheriting some holy formulas, looking back at the old land, remembering what happened in his life, these have nothing to do with Qin Chen.

At this moment, Qin Chen held the Holy Blood Spear, and his breath gradually calmed down.

The feeling of terror is constantly restraining at this moment.

In the end, Qin Chen carried the dry blood spear behind his back.

Dressed in white, a blood gun.

At this moment, looking into the Dry Blood Mountain Range, Qin Chen smiled slightly and walked away.

Weiyang Holy Land has been opened for several months, and all parties have experienced the dangers here, and some people have obtained great opportunities!

Under such circumstances, many people broke through.

After Qin Chen left the Dry Blood Mountain Range, he chose a direction and continued on without haste.

On the way, it would be even better if they could meet Ye Ziqing, Yang Qingyun, and Yi Pingchuan.

At this moment, Qin Chen was walking in a forest, surrounded by lush mountains.

But at this moment, in the distance, one after another explosion sounds spread.

After all, here is a dense forest, and the mountains are undulating. Even if the battle is very strong, the spread range is limited.

Hearing the explosion, Qin Chen paused, and headed towards the place where the explosion erupted.

After climbing over one mountain after another, Qin Chen finally came to a mountain top and looked a thousand meters away.

There, at the foot of several mountain peaks, about a hundred figures in blood-red armor were besieging a dozen people at the moment.

A dozen figures, with their backs against the mountain peak at this moment, were obviously driven into a desperate situation.

However, Qin Chen looked at him with a strange expression.

And at this moment, at the foot of the mountain.

Yue Mingkong's face was ugly, and there were already bloodstains on his body, some of his own, and some of the demons in front of him.

In front, hundreds of demon warriors led by two figures were full of murderous aura.

"It's meaningless to resist in the corner. Anyone who enters Weiyang Holy Land this time will die!"

A rather burly leader of the demon clan said with a smile at the moment: "I heard that human women are all watery, and I want to try it."

His words were full of contempt, and his eyes were fixed on two or three women among the dozen or so people.

Being stared at by him, the faces of the three women became even uglier.

At this moment, Yue Mingkong snorted coldly: "You can try it!"

At this moment, another Demon Race Saint King sneered and said, "You are still stubborn? How can you, a little Saint King, resist the two of us?"

"Kill them! Women stay!"

At this moment, demon warriors swarmed out.

Yue Mingkong's face was ugly.

Really bad luck!

He had just left the Dry Blood Mountain Range, and now he encountered a team of demons.

It's just that at this moment, he is the only holy king who must protect the disciples like Jingyue Dongtian.

At this moment, Yue Mingkong took a step forward, and the momentum in his body surged majesticly.

"kill!"

When the time comes, the melee resumes.

However, although the strength of the dozen or so people in Jingyue Dongtian is not weak, they are obviously not opponents.

The two holy kings of the demon clan are besieging Yue Mingkong at this moment, making Yue Mingkong unable to cover other disciples at all.

And those demon warriors didn't all kill out, and some of them were on the periphery to prevent them from escaping.

This time...it's over!
At this moment, Yue Mingkong was in despair.

"Even if it is death, I will hold you back!"

With a low shout, Yue Mingkong punched out directly at this moment.

And at this very moment, a holy king of the Demon Race threw out a fist, head-on head-on.

thump...

The dull cracking sound sounded at this moment.

Before Yue Mingkong could turn around, another holy king of the Demon Race had already come out directly from the rear at this moment, and chopped down directly with a simple knife at this moment.

Yue Mingkong wanted to retreat at this moment, but he had no chance.

boom……

The violent roar sounded at this moment, and all the disciples of Jingyue Cave turned pale.

Yue Mingkong is still there, and they still have hope.

But if Yue Mingkong died, they would definitely die.

The holy power rolled, and the surrounding trees collapsed at this moment.

While the smoke and dust billowed, at this moment, two figures suddenly shot out and retreated.

It was the two holy kings of the Demon Race.

Seeing this scene, everyone was taken aback.

what happened?

what happened?
At this moment, everyone was astonished.

While the smoke and dust dissipated, a figure floated to the ground at this moment.

It is the bright moon sky.

At this moment, Ming Yuekong's face was slightly pale, and a throb of the rest of his life lingered in his heart.

But when he looked up, he could only see a figure standing on top of an ancient tree behind him.

Dressed in white clothes, with gold rims on the sleeves, and a blue ribbon around the waist, the position of the clothes shows patches of clouds and traces. His figure is not tall and straight, but it is quite tough.

A face that seems to look plain all the time.

The long hair is bundled up, with a bit of freedom.

And behind him, a long spear was slanted on his back, which seemed quite inconsistent with this person's aura.

"Qin Chen!"

Yue Mingkong was slightly taken aback when he saw Qin Chen.

At this moment, Qin Chen looked at the two demon kings of the demon clan.

"Qin Chen?"

"Qin Chen?"

At this moment, the two demon kings also looked at Qin Chen with appraising eyes.

This son is Qin Chen!

The Gorefiend clan is in serious trouble!
That's right, after Qin Chen beheaded the two emperors of the blood demon clan, this boy who was only in the realm of the heavenly saint had already become a serious problem for the blood demon clan.

At this moment, Qin Chen also looked at the two of them, and said with a slight smile, "It's unlucky for you to meet me."

As soon as these words came out, the two sneered.

"You are also unlucky to meet us."

One of them laughed and said, "Everyone in my family is looking for you, the famous Mr. Qin Chen."

At this moment, Qin Chen didn't say much.

The arms are raised, and the palms are tightly grasping the gun barrel behind the back.

The spear was deployed, and a bloody breath erupted at this moment.

At this moment, the hundreds of people here all felt that the breath of blood made them feel extremely suppressed when they breathed.

At this moment, the eyes of the two demons were shining.

"Such majestic blood..."

One of them exclaimed: "There is plenty of blood, if we use it..."

The blood demon family is extremely sensitive to qi and blood.

At this moment, the qi and blood contained in the holy spear held by Qin Chen was so terrifying that it was born on the battlefield of millions of people.

The two even felt that this was not the limit of the spear.

There may be even more violent energy and blood fluctuations in the spear body.

At this moment, the two are full of energy.

"kill!"

At this moment, two figures burst out directly at this moment.

Qin Chen looked at the two of them, but charged straight out with a gun.

Qi and blood exploded all over his body, and terrifying power permeated at this moment.

"break!"

As soon as he drank the words, the terrifying explosive power was transmitted at this moment.

Withered Blood Holy Spear, after more than [-] years, once again released its radiance!
(End of this chapter)